All language subtitles for Allegiance.2024.S03E05

Previously, on Allegiance...

Gabby, have a drink--
for the old times.

I’m good.

My training officer, Klassen--

guy made his rookies
write up all his paperwork.

Brambilla not following up?

I don’t think
I’ve heard that story.

Don’t "family man" act fool ya.

I understand your son’s filing
an appeal from prison.

I can make sure

that every inmate
in that prison knows

that his father’s a cop.

Was this because of me?

Just get me out of here, Dad.

You’ll be my eyes and ears.

Stay close to Brambilla.
Keep me informed.

I’ve heard things
about you, Sohal.

Throwing shade on

experienced, respected
members of the service

as a career-building strategy?

It’s too long.

Don’t get sloppy, Simran.

Guys!

These little mistakes
will dock us marks.

- I’ve worked way too hard.
- Yaar tu!

Chill. We don’t get graded
for a tech dress.

- Is it crooked?
- Move.

I’ll do it.

Go set these up!

25 seconds, people!

Do I have to do everything?

Could you stand
straight, please?

15 seconds! Let’s go!

Okay, come on, girls,
come close.

Come. Come.

Waheguru-ji, give us strength
and courage.

Give us joy and grace
as we dance

to honour our legacy
and where we come from.

Let’s have fun!

Let’s do it, you guys!

West Coast Bhangra Warriors,

you are next.

Ready?
And play music!

♪ Hey! ♪

Oh, my God!
Kiran, are you okay?

Girls!

She’s going into shock!

Call 9-1-1 now!

Hey!

I, uh... got you something.

For me?

Mm-hmm.

"Toasted coconut"
air freshener?

For your car.

Did you read somewhere
that toasted coconut

gets rid
of the smell of dead rat?

Ah, I just thought
you could use a fresh start.

Well, you know,
I think we both could.

What is it?

It’s Vince.

There’s been an incident
at a Bhangra competition--

one fatality,
one woman in serious condition.

Vince.

Hey.

Team picture of
the West Coast Bhangra Warriors

at last year’s competition.

It was posted anonymously today.

It was captioned--

"I’ll kill you all."

And Gillian has it?

Yeah, we sent it to her.

Here, let me show you.

That’s the team captain,
Kiran Gulati.

She had a seizure
triggered by anaphylactic shock.

She’s en route to Surrey General
as we speak.

What about the fatality?

Simran Sandhu.

She’s this way.

Tenille?

We know anything yet?

Unfortunately, no.

No external evidence of injury.

One minute, she’s dancing,
and the next...

Is there a connection

between Simran’s death
and Kiran’s seizure?

Well, I won’t know
until I run a tox screen

and do the autopsy
on Simran.

I’m gonna coordinate
with Surrey General

once they get
Kiran’s results back.

Did either of these two girls
have a history of epilepsy

and maybe a severe allergy?

Not according to their parents.

Then what would make them
collapse like this?

I won’t know
until I get my tox screen back.

HVAC tested the air--

it’s all clear,
so it’s not airborne.

Okay.

The rest of the team’s parents
are arriving.

Gabinski’s getting them to sign

consent forms
for questioning.

- Where’s the Warriors team now?
- Upstairs.

We’ve contained all
the competing teams separately.

Well, the person who did this
and sent the threat,

they could be still here.

Or he could be long gone--

assuming he was here at all.

We’re monitoring
the doors now.

- All right. Thanks, Vince.
- Yeah.

We’ll go talk to them.

Over there, please.
Thank you.

Hey. I, uh, ahem,

got a list of all the people
in attendance.

Asad and Trinh
are collecting phones.

You good, Gabby?

Yeah.

Gillian, I’m sending you
a list of names.

Good afternoon, ladies.

Can I ask you to take a seat?

I’m Detective Sohal.

This is Detective Kalaini.

Hi.

We know
that there are no words

for what you must
be feeling right now,

and we’re so sorry.

Detective Kalaini and I
are gonna do

everything that we can
to find some answers.

We’re gonna ask each of you
some questions,

once we get consent
from your parents,

but until then,

is there anything
that you can tell us

about this photo
that was posted?

Do you girls have something
you’d like to share?

We saw that picture
that says that we’ll die.

Is that true?

Is Simran really dead?

What about Kiran?
Will she die too?

Kiran’s in the hospital
right now,

and they are giving her
the best care that they can.

We know that this is scary...

...and we have paramedics
on standby,

in case anything happens,

and we will get
to the bottom of this.

This is a very sensitive
matter for us.

We know that the last time
there was a target

on the Bhangra community,

that the CFPC
dropped the ball,

and I will make sure
that that doesn’t happen again.

Being part of a Bhangra group

is like being part
of a family.

Bhangra is supposed
to bring joy,

it’s supposed
to bring us together.

Is there a way
that we can do this together?

We need to know everything
that you know.

Let’s start with
who took this photo.

I don’t know
who posted it today,

but Gavan, our academy owner,

she takes all
our photos and videos.

Yeah, I took this photo,

right before
we went in to compete

at the Pacific Coast Competition
last year.

Does anyone else
have this photo?

Everyone does.

I send it out
to students, parents, teachers,

they, then, get posted
to the Academy’s socials.

Is there anything
that you can tell us

about Kiran or Simran?

Kiran is... a brilliant dancer.

She’s relentless, driven,

and she always wants to win.

And so she’s the best
out of all of them?

Uh... technically speaking?

Yes.

There are technical dancers,

and then there are dancers
who have nakhra--

it’s charm.

Ahh.

They’re the ones
the audience loves.

And Simran?

What about her?

Simran, um...

Simran was an easy dancer.

She...

She was never any fuss.

She didn’t have
a competitive edge.

Unlike the other girls?

L.A. scouts were coming tonight

to recruit dancers
for Yuvraj’s world tour.

Yuvraj, the singer?

Yeah. Yeah,
some of the newer girls

let this stuff cloud
what Bhangra stood for,

but the opportunity
to go to L.A.--

it’s...
it’s a once-in-a-lifetime dream.

And so it’s possible

one of them could be
behind this photo?

Maybe...

if they wanted it bad enough.

Sabrina, I think
I’ve got a hit on something.

All right. Thanks, Gavan.
We’ll keep you posted.

Yeah, go ahead, Gillian.

I looked
into the threat photo.

It was posted from
an encrypted Toronto address.

It’s a-a blocked VPN--

I’m still working on that--

but what I did find

was something on
the academy social account.

Wait, does it
have anything to do

with last year’s
Pacific Coast competition?

Funny you should ask.

I found photos
from that competition.

It looks like
between the tech-dress

and trophy ceremony,

someone gave Kiran Gulati
a black eye.

There’s a Reddit thread
from last year.

Uh, it turns out
there was a fight between

a member of the Dance Beast
and the Warriors.

Why didn’t she mention that?

Maybe because she didn’t know?

Oh, come on.

Bhangra is everything
to these girls.

If I’m Kiran
and I get into a fight

that’s gonna get me benched
right before a competition,

I wouldn’t
tell the academy owner.

- Hmm.
- Hey, Gillian?

Any word on which Dance Beasts
she fought with?

Yeah, there’s a couple of names
floating around,

but the consistent one
is "Jugni".

Let’s go find Jugni.

I can’t believe Simran’s gone.

She was... chill.

I-I liked her.

And what about Kiran?

Did you like her too?

You don’t know Kiran like I do.

She’s a sneaky bully.

She’d make you believe
you’re her best friend,

but it was all an act.

She’d be plotting
behind your back,

and turn on you--

and turn everyone against you.

Can you tell us about
this assault last year?

I didn’t "assault" her.

Uh... hitting someone
is assault.

It wasn’t just me!

Kiran did this
to so many people.

She taunted you,

made you feel like
you did everything wrong.

Last year,
right after the tech dress,

she cornered me.

Told me
I needed to lose weight

so my jumps could be higher.

I hated it,

and I wanted
to teach her a lesson,

so I hit her.

But it didn’t matter,
’cause she still won.

Maybe that’s why, this year,

you decided to take down
her whole team?

And make it look like
it wasn’t targeted,

that way, you’d have a chance
to go to L.A., not her.

Are you kidding me?

I wanted Kiran to be picked
to go to L.A.

That way, I’d never
have to see her face again.

She doesn’t like Kiran,

but I don’t see her
committing murder.

Doesn’t sound like a vendetta--

more like she’d just figured out
Kiran’s mind games.

Hey, Sohal. Slow down.

Who the hell would do this?

All right, tell me
you got something, Tenille.

I did...

but not what you’d think.

I found an unusual bruise

on Simran’s back,

between her shoulder blades,

around what appear to be
a puncture wound.

A puncture wound?

Yeah, so I called
Surrey General,

and it turns out Kiran has
the same bruise forming

between her shoulder blades.

I’m sending you a photo now.

Same puncture wound.

So they were
poisoned by injection?

Well, if they were,
their symptoms

aren’t consistent
with arsenic or cyanide.

But whatever it is,
it came from a syringe, twice.

Yeah, there’s a chance
it’s still on the premises.

All right, thanks, Tenille.

Yeah.

We need to search
everyone’s bags.

We’re good to go.

No, I wanna go home.
You can’t hold me hostage.

I need to see your bag, sir.

Yeah, I need to see
your warrant!

It’s all right.
It’s not gonna take long.

Hey! Relax!

Hey, sir! Take it easy!
Watch out!

- Zak!
- Hey!

Hey. Are you okay?

I think you and I
need to have a little chat.

Let’s go.

I had it
under control, Detective Sohal.

Let’s get you a seat.

What’s your name?

Pinky.

Are you okay?
Does anything hurt?

This must be so hard,

to think you’re competing
tonight,

and then, all of a sudden,
this is happening.

Thank you.

Pinky, whose bag is this?

These look familiar, Amandeep?

I swear to God,
they’re not mine.

Well, that’s funny, ’cause
they fell out of your bag.

Were you fighting Officer Asad

because you didn’t
want him to find them?

I wasn’t hiding anything.
I just wanted to go home.

Amandeep,
Simran Sandhu is dead,

Kiran Gulati is in the hospital
fighting for her life,

and both of them
had injection marks.

- And you think I did it?
- Well, if you didn’t,

you need to explain why
those were found in your bag.

I don’t know!

Seriously, I don’t know!

Maybe someone put it there
and they’re trying to frame me.

Look, I’ve never touched them
or seen them before.

Can’t you fingerprint it,
or something?

Okay, Amandeep, let’s say that
these aren’t your syringes.

Any idea who they belong to?

Who would try to frame you?

I don’t know...

...but there’s all
kinds of stuff backstage.

It’s not the first time

I’ve seen an empty syringe
lying around.

Hey! I got something!

What is it?

It’s in the scrunchies.

It’s cortisone.

I have three vials here.

I got three.

I got three, too.

Where does a 15-year-old get
nine vials of cortisone?

Well, my guess is online.

Might be counterfeit.

Contaminated?

Which could make it deadly.

Whose locker is this?

Are all the dancers
holding in the greenroom?

They are.
I’m with them.

Got it! Rupi.

Do we have eyes on Rupi?

{Trinh]
She’s in the washroom.

I’m waiting outside.
Been there a while.

Let’s go.

Rupi?

- Rupi!
- Rupi?

Rupi! Rupi! Hey.

Look at me! Look at me!
Open your eyes!

Calling for EMS support
immediately.

Come here. You’re okay.
I got you. I got you!

We need to get
the rest of her team

to the hospital,
right now!

How’s she doing?

Medics were able

to stabilize her,
but she’s unconscious.

Phones are ringing
off the hook.

The community’s panicked.

- Well, can you blame ’em?
- No.

Okay,
I’m locking this place down!

All members
of the Warriors dance team

will be transported
to Surrey General

for blood work, immediately.

I want you two at the hospital.

Tell me what you learn,
as you learn it.

Copy.

The rest of the teams
are to remain here,

under supervision.
- Copy.

Okay, everyone--

if I haven’t spoken to you
directly yet,

my name
is Sergeant Brambilla.

Officer Asad here,
Officer Jones,

will coordinate the transport
of the Warriors team

to the hospital.

Everyone else,

we need you back inside
the greenrooms, please.

Hey, are you okay?
Hey, look at me.

We need EMS here!

Your parents here?

Hey, hey,
where is your inhaler?

He’s having an asthma attack.

Hey! Where is your inhaler?

I ran out.

All right, he rides with us.
Let’s go.

Okay, hey. Stand up straight.
There you go.

Your lungs need as much air
as possible.

I’m gonna count slowly...
you’re gonna breathe with me.

Okay? Here we go.

One...

two...

It doesn’t make any sense.

We found the vials
in Rupi’s locker.

How is she our next victim?

Maybe someone else
stashed them there?

Or she didn’t know
that the cortisone was harmful,

maybe she took some herself?

The death threat?

A potentially-laced needle
in someone’s back--

that’s clear intent.

It would need to be someone

who’s able to get close enough
without raising flags.

The warrant came through

for everyone’s phones

on the dance team.

It looks like
there was a party last night.

That’s interesting. Go on?

Yeah.

Rupi posted a picture
at 9:00 p.m.

The girls in the picture are--

Simran, Kiran,

Saya, Pinky,
Jass, and Rupi.

I, uh, just sent it to you.

Out of the six girls
in that photo,

one’s dead, and the other two
are fighting for their lives.

What are
the other three hiding?

Jass, Saya, Pinky...

I know that this is hard
and it’s been a long day,

but we have some difficult
questions to ask you.

Are Kiran and Rupi okay?

They’re both struggling.

My dad’s a criminal lawyer.

He also signed a consent form.

We could have this conversation
at the detachment instead,

if you’d like.

Look, I know that
talking to police is scary,

but we really need your help,
to keep the rest of you safe.

We found nine vials of cortisone
in Rupi’s locker,

and syringes
in Amandeep’s backpack.

We need to know
what you know.

On God,
I’ve never used it.

I don’t know.

I don’t know anything
about vials.

We think there’s a chance
that those vials are tainted,

that the person
who hurt your friends

might do it again.

Only this time,
one of you could be the target.

It was Rupi’s cousin.

Badshah Oberoi.
- Shh!

Why did Badshah
give Rupi cortisone?

Because some of the jumps
killed our knees.

We use cortisone to numb it.

A doctor will only give a shot
every six months.

Jass, do you know where
Badshah got the cortisone?

Was it on the streets?

And the syringes?

Rupi got scared
during the bag searches,

and put the syringes
in Amandeep’s bag.

We thought the vials
would never be found

in the hair scrunchies,

but I swear,
literally no one took it today.

None of the vials we seized
are positive for tampering.

Go ahead, Tenille.

And the tox came back
negative for cortisone

on all three girls.

And the entire team
is negative.

All right, so cortisone’s
not our murder weapon.

Did the tox screen
show anything else?

We tested for amphetamines,

opiates, benzo--

all negative.

We’re broadening the scope now

to lead, mercury,
and other toxins.

It’s old-school,
but you never know.

Thanks, Tenille.

All right, let’s get Gillian

to run a record
on "Badshah Oberoi".

Okay.

How’s it going in there?

There’s lots of loaded looks,
not a lot of talking.

Why don’t you separate them?

If someone has a secret--
- ...They might not

want to say it
in front of each other.

All right, thanks, Vince.

Yeah, thanks.

You were at a party last night?

Did something happen there
that we should know about?

- Where did you get that?
- Why is it

that three of the girls
in that photo

are at the hospital,

and the rest of you
know nothing?

Because nothing happened!

- Are you lying to us?
- I swear!

Nothing happened, I swear!

We-We met up at Rupi’s,

and then
we-we all went to sleep,

except Pinky.

Why? Where was Pinky?

Saya said
that you left early.

How come?

I wasn’t feeling well.

What does that mean?

Sometimes,
I get these migraines.

What happened after Pinky left?

I went to sleep.

I swear!

What time?

Maybe... 8:30?

Clock on the wall
in that picture says 9 p.m.

Sleepovers after
pre-competition mixers

are a big deal.

You left, just because
of a headache?

Unless you left because
something else happened, Pinky?

S-Sorry...

it’s just my sister’s
worked so hard

to put me
into Bhangra school.

I just wanted to dance today.

{Sabrina] Your mom didn’t know
that you had a sleepover,

- did she, Saya?
- Please, please--

please don’t tell her.

I’ve known Pinky for a year,

but I only joined
the dance group

three months ago,

and I really didn’t
wanna miss it.

Why’d you say
you went to bed at 8:30,

when the picture was taken
and posted at nine?

If you tell the truth,

we’ll make sure
that’s what goes on record.

Fine! Okay, they were
drinking at the party.

Who was drinking?

Rupi’s cousin’s friend.

Okay, Kiran freaked out

because we had dance
in the morning,

but Rupi had
a crush on the guy,

but then she took a shot
and...

then she got sick.

What kind of "sick"?

Like, dizzy.

She was shaky and...

then she puked.

I need to know
more information.

I need to know how he is,
I need to know what he needs.

Please.

Sorry...

the parents
are getting impatient.

Any news?

Nothing yet.

Do you know the name
Badshah Oberoi?

He was at a party
with some of the victims,

this past week.

I know Badshah
from the community.

You know where
he might be right now?

India, as of this morning.

He’s visiting family.

Parents have
put their faith in me and--

You feel it’s your fault?

It’s tiring...

...blaming yourself.

Maybe if
I were a better mentor,

this wouldn’t have happened.

Or maybe not.

’Cause kids...

Kids need to find their own way.

Rupi is sicker
than just a hangover.

If she was sick yesterday
and today,

could it be connected?

Nope.

Got off the phone with Tenille.

We know
what the murder weapon is.

It’s insulin.

All three of the girls
were injected with it today.

Insulin is not a narcotic,

so it doesn’t show up
on a standard tox screen.

If you don’t go
looking specifically for it--

You don’t find it.

Kiran arrived at hospital
with low blood sugar--

no big deal, initially,

but, when Rupi arrives
with severe hypoglycemia,

they ran
a targeted insulin test,

and it came back

with abnormal levels
for a non-diabetic--

So Tenille took
another look at Kiran?

Yes! And all three of the girls
came back positive.

So, someone purposely
injected these girls

with dangerous
amounts of insulin.

Knowing that it would be
potent enough to kill them.

Vince is running
targeted insulin tests

for the whole team.

I just double-checked--

none of the students
are insulin-dependent.

- And your staff?
- I’m certain.

We perform out of town so much,
we keep detailed records.

Someone had to have access.

Maybe a parent?

I can check with them.

Thank you.
Any insight would help.

Sabrina, there’s
something you need to see.

Our three victims--
Kiran, Rupi, and Simran--

are on
a private group chat.

They talk about
the usual teenage stuff,

but then, three months ago,

Saya gets added
to the group chat.

That’s when she said
she joined the dance troupe.

Yeah, exactly,
and, for the most part,

the tone of the texts
are the same,

but then, last night,
something happened.

This picture was posted
on Instagram at 9 p.m.

And then there’s no activity
until 9:37 p.m.,

when Saya sends a text
to the group that reads--

"Get rid of that,
or you’ll all be sorry.

182."

"Get rid" of what?
The photo Rupi posted?

That, I don’t know.

What does "182" mean?

One for "I,"

8 for "hate,"
2 for "you."

"I hate you."

Kiran and Simran don’t respond.

Rupi "dislikes" the text,

and then the chat goes dark
for the night.

Well, something serious
must have happened.

Last night, Saya tells
Kiran, Rupi, and Simran

she hates them.

And this morning,
all three of them

are in critical condition
or dead.

I’ll call Vince.

Let’s bring Saya in.

Thank you, doctor.

So Dilip’s asthma
is stabilizing.

His grandma’s
coming to pick him up.

Good.

How’s Will doing?

I don’t know.

I haven’t been able
to reach him.

I don’t know what else
I can do for him,

and every time I feel like
we’re getting somewhere--

God, he is not safe in there.

Well, you say
you’ve got connections,

maybe it’s time to use them?

- You think?
- Oh, yeah.

You gotta do whatever you can
to protect your kid, right?

Right.

Saya?

This officer’s gonna

have to take you
down to the Detachment.

"Get rid of that,
or you’ll all be sorry.

182."

Why did you tell your friends
you hate them?

What does
"get rid of that" mean, Saya?

And get that finger
out of your mouth!

We moved here from Calgary
last year,

and Saya’s caught up
in all this nonsense?

She can’t even dance.

It must’ve been hard
to move to a new city.

I’m not from here either.

I know, it’s not easy
to start again

and make new friends.

I wasn’t very good
at Bhangra either.

Do you know why I started?

When I was little,
I would see my mom, my nani,

my maasis,
my bhuaas,

dance their hearts out
at family functions.

Giddha, Boliyan,
Bhangra...

it was a celebration,
but it was also resistance.

Dancing gave them agency.

It allowed them
to express themselves...

live their lives,

make new friends.

I bet this dance family,
these new friendships,

mean a lot to you.

I know you want to help them.

What would help the most

is if you told us
the truth.

It’s all my fault.

What’s your fault?

Um, last night, at Rupi’s...

What do you mean?

"Last night"?
Where were you last night?

Sorry, but we just need
to hear from Saya.

I... I really don’t want
to get anyone in trouble.

It’s too late for that.
People are in trouble already.

There is an app on my phone,

called "Locked".

It looks like a calculator,
but it’s not.

My password is "4-1-1-2-2."

It’ll tell you everything.

Uh, Pinky,
are you in there?

Don’t come in yet!
I’m changing.

Wait, I said--

Saya, I’m naked.

What are you doing?

Uh, we can’t
be friends anymore.

What? What do you mean?

I don’t...

I don’t want to.

I thought we were friends!

Why are you doing this?

Welcome to modern bullying.

Where an app
looks like a calculator,

so parents don’t notice it
when they’re snooping.

Smile! Got you!

You’re filming me?

What are you doing? Kiran!

Simran, Rupi--
tell her to stop!

So Kiran filmed this
and then texted it to Saya.

And Saya told her
to get rid of it.

They lured Pinky,

made her feel like she was
being invited to a sleepover,

only to humiliate her.

And Pinky wanted

to get back at them
for what they did to her.

We need
to get Pinky here now.

Pinky...

Pinky?

Gavan, where is Pinky?

She was right there,
getting some fresh air.

Pinky! Where is she?

Pinky?

Pinky!

She’s gone.

All units within a 5-K radius
of Surrey General,

be on the lookout
for a missing 15-year-old girl,

"Pinky Singh".

Check her home address,

check any and all bus stations
in the city.

She’s our primary suspect

in the targeted murder
and attack of three girls.

She may be a threat to others
or herself.

Let’s go! Let’s move!

Brambilla, Gabinski--
retrace Pinky’s steps.

I’ve got officers bringing
her sister in from Abbotsford.

We saw the video, Saya.

We know what you did to Pinky.

I’m so sorry.

I never meant
for any of this to happen.

I know,
but we need your help.

Pinky is missing,

and you’re the only person
who can help us find her.

She’s missing?

Do you know
anything else about her?

Anything about her home life?

Um...

I think it’s just...

Pinky and her sister.

Her sister works two jobs.

She’s... alone a lot.

And she’s often really sad.

Do you have any idea
where she could be?

No.

Does she have
any other friends,

or somebody who might help her
when she’s scared or hiding?

No.

Is there a park that she likes?
A mall?

Saya! I need you to think.

Is there a place
that she likes to go?

Somewhere that makes her
feel happy?

Yeah. Yeah, there’s somewhere
Pinky loves more than anywhere.

The dance studio.

Possible location of suspect--

Surrey Bhangra
World Dance Studio.

76th Avenue and King George.

If you wait here,

an officer will come take you
to the waiting room.

Uh, oh, please, tell Pinky--

I-I didn’t know
Kiran was filming,

and-and Kiran said
she’d kick me out of the group

if I told Pinky
we weren’t friends--

but we were friends!

When I called her my bhain,
I meant it.

Please? Please tell her.

I will, I promise.

Pinky!

Pinky! Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Pinky, stop!

- Pinky!
- Stop!

Pinky!

Pinky, stop.
Pinky, put that down.

We don’t want you
to hurt yourself.

Pinky, drop the glass!

Talk to me, tell me
what you’re feeling right now.

Saya, she...

She was my best friend.

I know.

She cares a lot about you, too.

Pinky, can you give me
the glass, please?

Last year was the best year
of my life.

How could she...

How?

Pinky, Saya didn’t know
that you were being filmed.

She never wanted
to lose you as a friend.

Pinky...

Pinky, look at me!

Drop the glass!

My whole life...

I’ve been ashamed...

picked apart.

I just wanted them
to feel how I felt.

I just wanted to make it stop!

Pinky! Pinky!

Hey!

Pinky, I need you to hear me--

listen to the sound
of my voice, okay?

That video was not posted.
It was not posted anywhere.

If it was,
we would have found it,

and we didn’t.

Okay? Kiran threatened
to kick Saya out of the group,

it’s the only reason
that she said

she didn’t
want to be your friend.

Pinky...

...when Saya called you
her bhain,

she meant it.

I know...
what you have been through.

And it is not fair.

And I know
how alone you have been.

And sometimes,
when we’re so alone,

it’s scary.

But your name...

is Pinky Singh...

...and Singhs

are lions--

and lions...

they’re fearless.

This is a misunderstanding.

My sister
could never do this.

Yes, I did.

Because of me,

Simran is gone...

and Kiran and Rupi are sick.

Pinky?

I couldn’t take it anymore.

This is a very difficult
circumstance.

No one... here can fathom
what my sister has been through.

Look.

No!

Our parents
died a few years ago,

so I’ve been
taking care of us.

Last year, we moved here
from Toronto,

just so Pinky
could have new friends, but...

it started again.

It’s my fault.

I kept working.

No, Panji.

Believe me,
I never meant to--

I just wanted them
to feel my pain,

because Saya...

she was my one friend,

I--

I didn’t want to lose her.

I didn’t want to be alone again.

I know...

Kiran filmed me naked

to post it today,

to throw me off--

to sabotage my performance
for the scouts.

Because she knew
you had real Nakhra, charm.

That’s no excuse, Pinky.

Simran’s dead.

I-I didn’t mean
to kill anyone.

I just wanted to scare them,
that’s all.

I-I never thought...

Where’d you get the insulin?

My sister has diabetes.

Last month, she took too much
and got sick,

but got better again.

Because I am the chunni pinner,

I got the idea to inject them

when I was pinning the chunni
to their back.

I pin them there.

Tha-- That’s how
I injected them.

You knew
that no one would notice,

because the safety pins
always poke the dancers.

I’m sorry.

You’ve got a long road
ahead of you.

I’m so sorry.

Okay. Right there.

That officer right there.

Any word back
from the hospital?

Yeah. Kiran and Rupi
are recovering, both of ’em.

They’re past the worst of it.

Chumki said
that no one can fathom

how the spirit breaks
when you’re being bullied.

Would you like to tell me,
or you want me to guess?

I think they left a rat
in my car.

Not worth your time.

Not worth my time?

I’ll, uh, check in
with Zak tomorrow.

Goodnight.

Hey.

Where are you headed?

Home. You?

Uh... home.

Do you want some company?

Yeah. I do.

A girls’ night?

Heck, yeah, a girls’ night.

So...

we think Brambilla’s down,

turns out he’s crawling

because the dog has
sunk his teeth into his foot.

So, uh, the stick
that’s up Brambilla’s ass,

that...
hasn’t always been there?

No, no.
He’s always been a stickler,

but he used to have
a bit more bite--

that’s for sure.

Huh.

You know, a couple of days ago,

he was telling me
about this domestic--

it was early days,
you must’ve been his T.O.

Woman died?

Seems like
it really got to him.

He told you about that, huh?

First time
I had any respect for him,

if I’m being honest.

Well, I mean,
after what the guy did, right?

I’m good.

If you’re gonna kiss my ass,

at least you can have
the decency to drink with me.

There he is.

So, Brambilla?

Listen, you should see
what he did to this guy.

Black and blue all over.

Brambilla went after him?
Doesn’t sound like Vince.

He nearly killed him.

Good for him.

What year was that?

I don’t... 2000?